Guide to Living with Your Parents
Scratch that. Best not to leave footprints either.
Hannah Riffell has landed in Lansing, Michigan twenty-three years after she was born there, nineteen years after she moved to Mississippi, seven years after she moved to Northern Michigan, and two years after she graduated from a university in Grand Rapids. You probably can’t find her because she’s either exploring the state, wandering around her city, or just lost in her own head.
by Hannah Riffell | Sep 6, 2023 | 3 comments
Scratch that. Best not to leave footprints either.
by Hannah Riffell | Aug 6, 2023 | 2 comments
What if you just need more time to have a look around?
by Hannah Riffell | Jul 6, 2023 | 0 comments
Is it because linen clothes feel a tad bit more elegant than jeans?
by Hannah Riffell | Jun 6, 2023 | 1 comment
Every spring, the flowers unrobed themselves from their long green stalks, like indigo flags declaring the end of the winter—and their own ability to survive it.
by Hannah Riffell | May 6, 2023 | 2 comments
I wonder if two-year-olds can feel lonely.
by Hannah Riffell | Apr 6, 2023 | 1 comment
Utah has plenty of rocks—but not a single pebble seemed to be crying out.
by Hannah Riffell | Feb 6, 2023 | 1 comment
I can hear their little terrier skitter across the floor or jump off the couch with an adorable thud.
by Hannah Riffell | Jan 6, 2023 | 4 comments
Grief docks in your life like a sail in a harbor.
by Hannah Riffell | Dec 6, 2022 | 0 comments
It finally dawned on me that if I didn’t look like Tina Turner by now, it was probably not going to happen ever.
by Hannah Riffell | Nov 6, 2022 | 1 comment
But when I was sixteen, I moved to northern Michigan, where it starts snowing at Halloween and stops whenever God wants it to.
by Hannah Riffell | Sep 6, 2022 | 1 comment
It’s a shame that college is inaccessible to some because of financial situations, because when done right, we get so much more out of our tuition than a phone-number-sized bill and a great time on the Calvin rock wall.
by Hannah Riffell | Aug 6, 2022 | 14 comments
We always returned to our mother beaming, holding up the objective of our mission.